WooHoo used all me letters on the first freaking try! Dump the crotch Louie! I was heading home from Daytona and made a pit stop in Charleston, S.C. so I could pick up some grouper. Got to ride in a brand spanking new Cirrus SR 22. Nice little 4 seater.
Cooked up me grouper for lunch today. Screw it all straight to hell on the diet. I wanted fried food. Comfy food, fat girl got needs too kinda food. Did a beer batter and put in some of these babies:
Chili threads. Didn't know they existed. Kinda cool, I only put a few and I ate my food so fast I didn't really taste anything other than greasy goodness that, without a doubt, will later cause abdominal discomfort.
I made a coleslaw with apples, dried cranberries, toasted almonds. Hell to the yea. I love the cranberries, but gawd almighty, I got one stuck in me teeth. I was acting like a rabid dog with a splinter trying to dig that fugger out. Not fun Alejandro. Skeered me kitties. That's it. Leaving them out next time. Also fried up some asparagus. I have no shame.
Made homemade butter last night. Used heavy cream from the dairy down the road. Good stuff. I made it so I could mix some with a bit of Roquefort cheese for a little plate I nibbled on for me supper.
Roquefort, goat cheese, white chedder. Love me some cheese.
Okay then, I'm done. Gonna leave you with a few non-food, but still neat photos. So, who knows what this first pic is referring too? Here's a hint: It DOES NOT rhyme with bits, tubes, or rockers.
Got to see the US Coast Guard take off. Nice.
Landing at Charleston Executive Airport
WooHoo! Good to be home. I hate using public restrooms. Causes me great anxiety. The thought of my butt being in the same place as somebody else's sweaty hiney makes me very sad.
Cooked up me grouper for lunch today. Screw it all straight to hell on the diet. I wanted fried food. Comfy food, fat girl got needs too kinda food. Did a beer batter and put in some of these babies:
Chili threads. Didn't know they existed. Kinda cool, I only put a few and I ate my food so fast I didn't really taste anything other than greasy goodness that, without a doubt, will later cause abdominal discomfort.
I made a coleslaw with apples, dried cranberries, toasted almonds. Hell to the yea. I love the cranberries, but gawd almighty, I got one stuck in me teeth. I was acting like a rabid dog with a splinter trying to dig that fugger out. Not fun Alejandro. Skeered me kitties. That's it. Leaving them out next time. Also fried up some asparagus. I have no shame.
Made homemade butter last night. Used heavy cream from the dairy down the road. Good stuff. I made it so I could mix some with a bit of Roquefort cheese for a little plate I nibbled on for me supper.
Roquefort, goat cheese, white chedder. Love me some cheese.
Okay then, I'm done. Gonna leave you with a few non-food, but still neat photos. So, who knows what this first pic is referring too? Here's a hint: It DOES NOT rhyme with bits, tubes, or rockers.
Got to see the US Coast Guard take off. Nice.
Landing at Charleston Executive Airport
WooHoo! Good to be home. I hate using public restrooms. Causes me great anxiety. The thought of my butt being in the same place as somebody else's sweaty hiney makes me very sad.
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